Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 78 Who are you calling "Auntie"?
Winter break is already short, and with the Lunar New Year holiday in between, time flies by much faster than during summer break.

Before we knew it, it was just past the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, only seven or eight days away from the Lunar New Year.

Zhao Rui and Zhao Ke were getting tired of staying at home, so they decided to go back to their hometown for a few days.

My hometown not only has elders living there, but also beautiful mountains and rivers, making it truly more free than the city.

The two brothers discussed it and decided to leave immediately. They booked tickets and boarded a bus to head back to their hometown.

With the increasing popularity of family cars, many families now travel by car instead of taking public transportation.

Even the buses were not crowded.

However, even on a slow trip, the car will be packed full of people when traveling during the annual leave.

Most of the people inside are migrant workers and students who have returned home for the holidays.

Looking at the row of dark heads in front of him, Zhao Rui couldn't help but wonder, "Won't they try to hijack the car again?"

Zhao Rui narrowed his eyes and circulated his internal energy to acupoints such as the ear canal. Instantly, countless tiny noises rushed into his ears.

Zhao Rui carefully examined any unusual sounds that might appear, partly to train his hearing, and partly because he was genuinely worried that someone might be thinking of committing suicide and hijacking a car.

The bus sped along, heading east across the wide plains under the warm sun.

Zhao Rui's hometown is quite far from the city center, and it takes more than two hours to get there by car, which is quite time-consuming.

The two of them got on the bus and sat in the last row, which consisted of five seats connected together.

Zhao Rui sat at the very back, by the window, while several other students sat to Zhao Ke's right.

They're probably home for the holidays.

"I really envy you for getting into Beicheng No. 1 High School, which is the best high school in our city. You've already passed the CET-4!"

A student looked at the person beside him with envy in his eyes and sighed.

"Hey, what's the big deal? We have people in our class who are at level 5."

"Really? That's amazing."

The group spoke freely, clearly all of them martial arts specialists, but they probably didn't attend the same high school.

Upon hearing that the person beside him was a martial arts student, Zhao Ke, who had been standing close to the other person, quickly moved closer to Zhao Rui.

When facing martial arts students, caution and humility are ingrained in his very being.

It's not that all martial arts students are unreasonable, but rather that they might want to avoid trouble if they encounter an unreasonable one.

The journey home involves a section of county road; only by traversing this rugged and narrow road can one reach the county town.

This county road was originally easy to travel on, but it has fallen into disrepair over the years, with many potholes and uneven surfaces. The local government also lacks funds, so the road has been delayed.

The bus entered the county road and immediately began to bump and jolt.

It's so swaying and rocking that even people who don't get motion sickness can get dizzy.

Why is there such a traffic jam up ahead?

As the car was moving, someone in the front window seat suddenly shouted.

As his voice faded, the driver slowed down.

"It looks like there was a car accident."

someone said.

Upon hearing this news, a chorus of sighs erupted in the car. They had finally reached the station, only to be stuck in traffic.

Sure enough, the car slowly moved forward for another few dozen meters before it could go no further.

"This dilapidated road, I wonder how much the government officials have embezzled. They keep saying they'll allocate funds to repair it, but we haven't seen a single thing done."

"Exactly, we don't know what's going on up ahead, let's go down and check it out."

Tired of staying in the car, someone got out to have a smoke and went to check out the situation ahead.

Not long after they left, they sent back news from the front.

Several vehicles collided, including a large truck and a small car, weighing about 70 or 80 pounds each. The entire road was blocked, and it would take several hours to get through.

Upon hearing this, the car was filled with complaints.

The Zhao brothers were also very frustrated, but there was no use in being anxious, so they could only wait quietly in the car.

Fortunately, it was winter, and the car had heating, so it was bearable.

About half an hour later, a group of people, men and women, suddenly came up and went into each vehicle, especially the buses, knocking on the doors and getting in.

After a while, they came down again, this time with several more young people behind them.

"What are these people doing?"

The person in front of the car asked curiously.

"I don't know, could it be that they're looking for a doctor?"

Without anyone guessing, the group of people soon came over, knocked on the bus door, and got inside.

The woman at the head of the group, a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup, glanced around the car and shouted in a shrill voice, "Is there anyone who knows martial arts? Come down and help us. Many hands make light work. Move the car and we can all get away!"

Upon hearing her call, the people in the car's eyes lit up instantly.

Yes, these martial arts practitioners are all incredibly strong. If ten or eight of them got together, what car couldn't they lift?

Isn't this a ready-made human crane?

Instantly, all eyes turned to the three high school students in the last row.

Their unrestrained conversation could be heard by most people in the car.

At this moment, if we don't look at them, who else can we look at? Some people's gazes even swept over Zhao Rui and his brother.

The high school students sitting in the last row had very complicated expressions on their faces when they saw everyone looking at them.

After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly stood up.

"Aren't those two young men over there martial arts students?"

The woman in the lead frowned as she looked at Zhao Rui and his companion. The five of them looked to be about the same age and were sitting together, so they must know each other.

"No, sister, we're short of money. Could you help us out? You're dressed in gold and silver; you're obviously rich."

Zhao Rui said with a smile.

"It's your problem if you're short of money. Don't ask me what I need. If you're not a martial arts practitioner, you'd better just sit still!"

"Oh, no problem, goodbye auntie!"

Zhao Rui said with a smile.

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard him call her "sister" in the front and "auntie" in the back.

"you……"

The woman hummed twice, then turned and got out of the car.

The high school students in the back row exchanged helpless glances and then got off the bus with the group.

After the others left, Zhao Ke silently glanced at her brother, her eyes filled with a questioning look of confusion.

Zhao Rui rolled his eyes, glared at him, and muttered, "I might learn martial arts to save lives, but I won't do anything to help others."

Zhao Ke gave a somewhat bewildered "oh" and didn't say anything more.

A short while later, the high school students angrily returned to the car, still cursing under their breath:
"That shameless woman, she treats us like free labor. Her car is worthless."

"Exactly, so what if we know martial arts? Does knowing martial arts mean we have to carry her cart? Who does she think she is?"

The group grumbled as they sat back down, and immediately someone turned around curiously to ask them a question.

The group explained that the vehicles were so badly damaged that lifting them a few times caused uneven stress, which actually made the damage worse.

The plump woman suddenly had a brilliant idea: she asked them to help her lift her car from the side of the road.

The young people were naturally unwilling; why should they be allowed to do so?

Seeing their reluctance, the woman became dissatisfied and began to use high-sounding principles to pressure them.

As a result, the people around them joined in, saying that they were so amazing, like Superman, that it was nothing more than lifting a car!

These words immediately infuriated the group.

They exchanged a few angry curses and returned to their respective cars.

After hearing what had happened, Zhao Ke immediately understood what her brother meant.

He couldn't help but shake his head.

"It's only ten kilometers from here to the county seat. Why don't we take a shortcut and run there? With our stamina, we should be able to get there quickly."

At that moment, a boy next to him suddenly made a suggestion.

"Yeah, instead of just sitting here waiting like an idiot, we might as well go home early and show off to that stinky woman."

"that is!"

The group quickly agreed and got out of the car. Zhao Ke asked curiously, "Brother, can they run as fast as a car?"

"That's about right, what's wrong?"

"Then wouldn't you be even faster?"

Zhao Rui glared at his younger brother and sneered, "You wish."

"hey-hey!"

Zhao Ke scratched his head. Since experiencing the backlash from the medication, and after spending the past six months with Tian Yaru and being influenced by her, his mindset had changed significantly.

I am also trying to accept my ordinariness.

Zhao Rui naturally noticed the changes in his younger brother, and he felt quite gratified.

"Let's go! Get off the bus!"

Zhao Rui smiled, picked up his backpack first, walked to the front, said something to himself, and then got off the car.

Zhao Ke hesitated only once before quickly following after them.

After the two got out of the car and walked about a hundred meters away from the road, Zhao Rui grabbed Zhao Ke's waistband, lightly touched the ground with his feet, and immediately jumped up and rushed forward.

The cold wind blowing in his face felt like frost cutting into his cheeks, a sensation that was indescribably unpleasant.

"Brother, brother! I was wrong!"

As Zhao Ke watched the ground flash by beneath her feet, a wave of unease washed over her, a feeling of her body being out of her control washed over her.

He didn't dare to resist, afraid that if his brother failed to grab him, he would really fall.

Zhao Rui laughed it off, ignored him, and continued on his way despite the cold wind.

However, the speed decreased, becoming similar to riding an electric scooter.

Anyway, it's not far from the county seat, only a ten or twenty-minute walk.

Zhao Rui could often move forward seven or eight meters by pushing off the ground with his feet, and sometimes he could even levitate without falling by stepping on some stones or grass.

These magical sensations made Zhao Ke feel as if she were in a dream, giving her a unique experience.

The two headed towards the county town, and after walking for a short while, they suddenly discovered that two groups of people were facing off in front of them.

To be precise, it was one group of people besieging another group of people.

Zhao Rui's vision was incredibly sharp; he immediately recognized the trapped people as the same group of young people who had left earlier.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhao Ke asked curiously.

Before Zhao Rui could reply, the roar of a motorcycle came from behind, and then a group of people carrying guns and sticks rode over on motorcycles.

Zhao Rui quickly dodged.

Just as I was wondering, I heard a woman's voice from inside the car: "Wait a minute, you little brat, were you the one trying to be cheeky with me on the bus?"

Zhao Rui turned his head and saw that the middle-aged woman with heavy makeup who had gotten on the motorcycle earlier to look for Wu Daosheng was sitting on the back of it.

"Auntie, is something the matter?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback and asked in confusion.

“You little brat, who are you calling an auntie? He’s one too, let’s beat him up! He doesn’t know kung fu.”

The woman said viciously.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Rui has now learned a lesson the hard way.

Is such a trivial matter really worth resorting to violence?

Who does this woman do? Why is she so arrogant?
As soon as the woman finished speaking, five or six men got off several motorcycles and surrounded her, looking fierce and menacing.

Zhao Ke was so frightened that his legs trembled: "Brother, brother, how can they be so unreasonable?"

Zhao Rui smiled and bent down to pick up a few stones from the ground.

Since he got used to using macadamia nuts last time, Zhao Rui has become lazy.

I always want to throw a couple of darts for fun.

"Hey kid, what do you want?"

After speaking, a blond-haired guy picked up a stick and started smashing it down on Zhao Rui's head.

Zhao Rui's eyes turned cold. They resorted to violence over such a trivial matter. How arrogant and domineering must these people be?

He pulled Zhao Ke behind him, flicked his wrist, and a stone shot out into the air, hurtling towards the blond-haired man.

Before Huang Mao could run two steps, he was hit in the shin by a stone. He cried out in pain and fell to the ground, clutching his shin and howling in agony.

This blow clearly broke his shinbone.

That one moment was enough to leave the others stunned.

"He's got some skills, let's all go for it!"

The scarred man on the motorcycle in front of the woman frowned and shouted angrily.

This is clearly the leader of this group.

As soon as he spoke, the people around him rushed towards Zhao Rui.

Without wasting words, Zhao Rui flicked his wrist, and several stones shot out in all directions like a fairy scattering flowers.

With just a few sharp cracks, half of the people were knocked to the ground, while the other half barely managed to dodge, but were still terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Big brother, he's amazing."

The few who hadn't been knocked down quickly turned around and ran back to the motorcycle, saying with lingering fear.

"Brother Lang, it's time for you to step in!"

Scarface raised his hand with a solemn expression, silencing the crowd's murmurs, and spoke to those behind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in his thirties emerged from the shadows.

"Are you a student?"

The man had a thin, long face and a thick beard, giving him a somewhat颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of decadence, listlessness, or apathy) appearance.

"You don't look like a thug!"

Zhao Rui replied.

The thin-faced man smiled, said nothing, rushed forward, and launched a whip kick.

Zhao Rui calmly stepped back, turned, and kicked backward, already using the powerful Vajra Kick technique.

This martial art is powerful and fierce, with sharp and ruthless moves. Once activated, it is like a river bursting its banks, sweeping down in an endless torrent.

The thin-faced man countered each move, and before they knew it, the two had exchanged seven or eight kicks.

The powerful internal energy spread outwards, stirring up dust in all directions on the dusty path.

"Good lad, you've got some skills!"

After exchanging blows about ten times, the thin-faced man seized an opportunity, stepped back, and said loudly, "Let them go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Scarface nodded and said, "For Brother Lang's sake."

The woman behind him was about to speak, but Scarface stopped her with a look.

Zhao Rui felt somewhat helpless when he saw that they had already written the outline without him saying a word.

Forget it, it's better to avoid trouble.

He walked to Zhao Ke's side, pointed at the seven or eight motorcycles with two fingers, and gestured repeatedly.

Instantly, streams of profound Yin energy shot out, accurately piercing the motorcycle tires.

It let out several loud bangs!

After delivering those blows, he picked up Zhao Ke, leaped into the air, and strode away.

Scarface and his men were completely taken aback by his sudden move and were immediately enraged. Just as they were about to spit out some curses and give chase, they realized what was happening.

Then the thin-faced man shouted, "Shut up, everyone! He's a Grandmaster!"

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Scarface turned pale, turned to look at the heavily made-up woman, and slapped her across the face, leaving five clear finger marks.

"Are you blind? You're just causing me trouble!"

"Now that's settled, you...I..."

Scarface was so angry that he became incoherent.

(End of this chapter)